Obama SwagAmsterdam & 107th St.
I was in my car tonight and pulled up behind a cab at a red light. A hooded black youth walking a pit bull mix crossed between my car and the cab. He squatted down behind the taxi as it was stopped and appeared to be fiddling with the bumper. No doubt defacing a license plate thought I--though I am not proud to admit this. Once he rose again and walked away, he revealed a freshly posted "Obama '08" bumper sticker on the back of the cab. While I didn't necessarily approve of his campaign tactics, I had to admire his nerve.
Once the light changed, I pulled up along the sidewalk, rolled down my window and called out to him "Hey, can I get one of those?" He stopped, looked at me and said "A bumper sticker?"
"Yeah," I said.
"You saw who it was for, right?" he asked, almost shocked I could be interested in the same candidate.
"Yeah," I replied, "I cast my vote this morning."
"Oh, cool man. Here, I'll give you the small one, too. I only got one left."
"I'll take whatever you got."
"Okay. Here." He said and unloaded a couple of pamphlets along with the stickers into my car window. I thanked him and was on my way.
As I continued up Amsterdam I couldn't help but think that this little exchange with this stranger was the perfect metaphor for the Obama campaign. One in which "we're choosing unity over division."